As the supreme commander of the Tiannan Alliance and the highest position sent by the original country, Yu Gong Zhenjun's every move will attract people's hearts. In this busy state of chores, the fact that he rashly left the Capitol has obviously fallen into the eyes of those who are interested.

At a newsstand in the capital of Xixialai Country, a man in formal wear in formal wear wearing a felt hat, slightly spread the newspaper in his hand, and was holding a cigarette in his mouth. He was having some secret communication with the stall owner.

"... Roasted chicken? How is it possible?" The man in gray looked a little strange: "He is... uh, a big man, how could he leave just for a roast chicken?"

He dared not recite a guy's name so as not to be noticed by the other party, even if there is a derivative that is isolated and suppresses some thoughts.

After all, the other party is a great lord in the legendary realm, and he is just an extraordinary person.

"Where did He go?" he couldn't help but continue asking.

Opposite was a greasy middle-aged man with sparse hair, wearing a vest with several holes exposed. He was slapping the banana fan while sitting on a bamboo chair with exaggerated hands and dancing: "It seems like something... agar tea restaurant. Now..." He pointed to the distance with the fan: "It's probably a turn left at the intersection ahead, about two streets away."

"Are you sure you didn't lie to me?" The man in gray frowned, not very convinced that it would be easy to get the whereabouts of a great king.

"How dare I lie to you, God of Wealth?" The greasy man slapped his fan and smiled proudly: "There are several streets in this area. I want to watch someone. Even if he is the emperor, as long as he passes here, he will not be able to escape my net of heaven and earth."

It seemed that in order to prove his strength, the greasy man put down his fan and picked up a wooden hammer and knocked on a gong hanging on the newsstand.

As the gong sounded, several young newspaper boys hurried over, and there were several old beggars walking staggeringly behind them.

"How is it? These are my eyeliners!" The greasy man raised his eyebrows proudly.

That's right, this guy is neither a member of an intelligence organization nor a worker on a hidden front, but a local tyrant who occupies the market.

The greasy man didn't know who he was targeting, and probably didn't want to know. He just understood that as long as a boss was willing to pay enough money, even if he was asked to stare at the president's wife and have a few young faces privately, he would probably be determined.

After all, I may take many risks in my life, but how much money can I make?

This is an obvious thing.

The man in gray looked a little confused, and even the cigarette butt fell on the newspaper and the blue smoke was lit without any sense.

It was not until the smoke reached his eyes that the man in gray came to his senses and directly scattered the newspaper and the cigarette butts inside, and threw them into the trash can not far away.

"You rely on these...uh, the inside information that these guys got?"

"Of course." The greasy man raised his neck and smiled proudly: "Are you strong soldiers? But this is only part of it, and there are stronger ones, I just didn't show it. Moreover, don't look at these guys as inconspicuous as they look at the news, and there is nothing they don't know about in these streets... Let me tell you..."

"Stop. After a long time of work, you are not the leader of an intelligence organization!" The man in gray seemed to find that he seemed to be catching geese all day long, but he called them pecked at them.

He seemed to have been deceived by an ordinary person!

"That..." The greasy man combed the few hairs on his head and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Packaging, packaging, make a living. But, let me tell you, this will definitely not affect our business. Recently, all foreigners entering and leaving the Capitol were stared at by my people, even...ah, don't leave!"

The greasy man stepped forward, grabbed the sleeve of the man in gray, pointed at him and said, "I warn you, these news just now also need to be paid for! Eighty, no one point can be left! If you lose one point, don't think about leaving this street!"

"Let go!" The man in gray had a cold light in his eyes, as if he had chosen someone to eat.

"Ah, you dare to act violently with me? Don't inquire about it. I, the leader of the Thirteenth Taibao of Xilin Road, will share the double bonus...Oh, don't hit me, don't slap in the face..."

“Beep—beep—beep—beep—”

With the sudden and rapid whistle sounded, the man in gray saw the patrol police running from afar. He couldn't help but kick the greasy man with anger on his face. He directly crossed the wall on one side and then left.

"Oh, haha, how dare you hit me? - Comrade Police, this guy is a spy, he has been staring at the Capitol. He wants to subvert the Tiannan League, and he must not let him run away..." The greasy man lay on the ground and shouted in a crying voice.

When the police heard that they were actually connected to the Capitol?

Especially in the current wartime environment, this is such a spy!

Some emergency measures specifically addressing this situation were suddenly slowly opened in Geshuhua's territory.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a man in gray was arrested and committed suicide.

Well, a major spy case slowly kicked off with a dramatic development...

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"You mean, a newspaper dealer who is hiding in the market can actually grasp my whereabouts?"

The expression of Zhenjun Yu Gong was a little strange.

Well, as a great ruler, Yu Gong Zhenjun, especially a high-ranking creature in the legendary field, naturally had some sense of the situation.

However, when walking on the street and asking about the "Agar Tea Restaurant" everywhere, He probably wouldn't put too much vision on some ordinary beggars and newspaper boys.

After all, in the current situation where the chaos is emerging, the number of these two types of people is becoming more and more. Such an inconspicuous existence, even if you look at you a few more times on the street, how can you attract too much attention?

With his outfit and momentum, he was almost the same as walking on the streets, not only the attention of everyone, but he would probably take a few more glances at him.

He, a great king, can't spy on what these ordinary people are thinking one by one, right?

Or kill them all directly?

The other party is just a beggar and a child. As long as there is no murderous intention overflow, it probably won't cause too much vigilance from Zhenjun Yu Gong.

However, this kind of incident also reminded Zhenjun Yu Gong that this group composed of the most basic social structure will also play an unexpected role in some situations.

It's better to hear about the news.

Considering that when a big shot returns to Wudu in the future, he may need some intelligence support. Although Yu Gong Zhenjun nominally controls the intelligence department of the Navy Statistics Agency, such departments are mixed with fish and snakes, and it is difficult to form a solid piece. Therefore, some things seem to be in the original center of Wudu, which seems to be incapable of exercising.

Mainly restraining hands and feet.

And the example in front of him gave some inspiration to Zhenjun Yu Gong.

He sat there and thought about it, and then gently knocked on the table: "Weimaxi, how many years have you been with me?"

"True, True Lord!"

Wei Maxi, the head of a branch of the Naval Statistics Agency, was his intelligence assistant, widened his eyes.

Well, when leaders say this, they either want to promote you or let you take the blame. So, this sentence is a thought of heaven and hell, and is known as a roller coaster in the workplace.

This caused Wei Maxi to be a little panicked.

He couldn't help swallowing: "Zhen, Zhen, Lord, it's been nineteen years. Since you were the deputy chief of the navy, I have followed you!"

"Nineteen years! It's really not short!" Master Yu Gong sighed. He glanced at Wei Maxi, who looked a little panicked, and smiled faintly: "Don't be nervous, it's a good thing. I have recommended you to enter this period of Yuanguo Supernatural Training Class. It should be a few days before the official documents will be issued."

"True Lord!" Wei Maxi looked excited, as if he was a little disbelief.

After all, Wei Maxi is just a high-level extraordinary person, and he is not even a legend.

Not everyone is Gu Xiaoren, and he can easily find ways to get a quota for the Yuanguo Super League training class, and even bargain with some big shots. After all, he is still different.

Moreover, the quota for this so-called Yuanguo Supernatural Training Class is not just a quota, but a pass to the legendary field.

Level 5 is a world of difference from legendary people. The former does not even have the qualifications to be an ambassador of a country.

For example, representative Liang of Yun Kingdom.

Even if it is a small country like this, as long as it is not a legend, it is not qualified to be an ambassador.

In several small countries around Yun State, there is actually a shared ambassador. The ambassador does not often stay in one country, and sometimes even returns to the Lifan Yuan to report his duties. Therefore, there has never been an ambassador in Yun State's embassy, ​​and representative Liang can only be representative Liang.

Even if he did it well.

And people like this are very large in the entire original country. Without the recommendation of some bigwigs or other special situations, these people may not have taken that step in their lifetime.

Since Zhenjun Yu Gong has already planned to get on a guy's "car", he naturally has to consider the future situation.

He is preparing to select some guys from this class to train them, so as to act as the backbone of the boss' return to "shaking the flag and shouting". Some things may still seem a bit far away now, but if you don't prepare in advance, then when the accident comes, everyone will not expect it.

After all, the cornerstone is a little pragmatic. Why don’t you hurry up and arrange the chess pieces from now on? Should you wait for one day to come and two guys, He and Boss Gu, fight a large area opposite?

True Lord Yu Gong has developed an urgent mentality.

He probably has this kind of nature. If he doesn't do it, he will have no energy left. If he decides to do it, he will not leave any effort.

He has even begun to prepare to screen some of the reliable old subordinates in the army.

Some foundations are better to be developed early after all.

However, before this, Yu Gong Zhenjun still had something to do after all: "Did you see the newspaper dealer before, have you mastered the pattern of my whereabouts and information?"

"Uh..." Wei Maxi, as the head of a department of the Statistics Department, was naturally not stupid. He tentatively said: "You mean?"

"When you go back to Wudu, you can try it, just treat it as a pilot project of the Statistics Department." Yu Gong Zhenjun said lightly: "However, don't use the channels of the Statistics Department for this kind of thing. If you get a separate order, I will go through the 'special channel' to approve you."

Wei Maxi understands it in seconds.

He blinked his eyes and asked with some doubts: "But, where is Chief Gu?"

Well, Boss Gu is still the highest official of the Statistics Office after all, and is his branch office. Bypassing the Statistics Office is equivalent to bypassing the Director Gu, and there is still a little bit of it here.

"I'll communicate with Chief Gu. Just do what you should do."

Although Boss Gu and the Gu family did not wear the same pair of pants in some positions, Yu Gong Zhenjun still had to talk to him after all.

"Before this, you can do the matter in front of you first." Yu Gong Zhenjun handed over an execution plan to Wei Maxi.

This is part of Gu Lao Er's plan and one of the plans he gave him. A guy admitted that if the plan is finally successful, they will have their own legendary strategic strike team.

For this, whether it is true that the Lord Yugong, you must support him, because this is considered a letter of resignation he handed over.

After all, if you don’t trade a letter of fame, how can you be considered your own person?

Trust is the ultimate foundation of cooperation!

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To be continued...